Set against the backdrop of Asia's high-stakes music industry and European high-society legacy, the story follows Engfa Waraha-a brilliant, reserved British composer and music director-and Charlotte, a rising Thailand actress whose fierce warmth challenges Engfa's icy isolation. Behind Engfa's refined composure lies a painful secret: thirty years of emotional neglect driven by her belief that she was an unwanted outcast, torn between the wealthy corporate patriarch Victor Huxley and decorated military officer General Richard Waraha. Having spent her entire life attempting to earn love through academic perfection, sharp suits, and emotional detachment, Engfa's world shatters when decades-old family secrets surface during a trip to London.

Dr. Charlotte Austin saves lives. Engfa Waraha collects debts. They come from completely different worlds and should never have met. But one unexpected encounter changes everything. As Charlotte is pulled deeper into Engfa's dangerous life, both women find themselves caught between love, obsession, loyalty, and secrets that could destroy them. Because some debts can't be paid with money. And some hearts, once given away, can never be taken back. Avarice of the Myocardium - a story of devotion, desire, and a heart that wants more than it should. ⚠️ Content Warning This story contains: Intersex themes (G!P) Mature themes Emotional angst Reader discretion is advised. If these themes are not to your liking, feel free to skip this story. Copyright Notice This work may not be translated, adapted, reproduced, or converted into another story without my explicit permission. While this is a fanfiction and I do not own the characters or their names, the storyline, plot developments, and original narrative elements are my own creation.

Charlotte Austin, the Snow Princess of Bangkok is the heir to the Ivory Palace Casino and daughter of Gil Austin. The man everyone whispers about when the powder starts flooding the city. The Austin Generation hides a multi billion baht cocaine empire behind velvet ropes, VIP rooms, and roulettes. Engfa Waraha is the opposite kind of royalty. The anonymous boss of Waraha Hills, a "hotel business" that quietly moves an infamous unique Asian blend of marijuana across borders. With her father locked behind bars, Engfa runs the operation in silence, smarter than anyone expects while keeping an anonymous profile. When one of her shipments is seized and men in "A" marked vests are seen at the scene, Engfa knows exactly who's sending a message. the Austins are using her routes now, and she's not about to be treated like a joke. So Engfa does what no one would ever dare. She strikes where it'll hurt the Austin cartel kingpin the most, through his daughter. What starts as a calculated business deal and a dangerous game of access into Gil's life, turns into late nights, tension, and a connection that shouldn't exist between rival empires. Because Charlotte begins to let Engfa see a part of her life she doesn't share with just anyone. and Engfa realizes too late that revenge is easy, until you fall for the person you were supposed to destroy. ‼️WARNING: Talks of Murder, Sex, Drugs, overdoses, Trafficking substances‼️ (I do not own the names of the characters mentioned in this book)

Charlotte Austin graduated at the top of her class from Thammasat University Law expecting courtrooms and the career she spent years working toward. Instead, she's broke, overworked, and stuck serving coffee in a tiny Bangkok café while rejection emails pile up faster than opportunities. Everything changes after a chance encounter with Engfa Waraha, one of Thailand's most successful litigation attorneys, pulls Charlotte into the center of Thailand's most explosive case involving the death of heiress Aoom Thaweeporn, who drowned during a late night jet ski accident while her girlfriend, Meena Rina, survived. As the nation becomes divided over whether Meena is grieving or guilty, Charlotte is thrown into a world of courtroom battles, media obsession, and powerful families willing to do anything to protect their name. And the more time she spends around Engfa Waraha, the harder it becomes to remember which side she's supposed to be on.